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frie-ice · 2 months
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After I saw fan art of Coco being added to the Big Inside Home crossover, I thought to make a logo for it.
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s-wordsmith · 4 months
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Something I really need Stranger Things fic writers to know is that no one in rural America was locking any doors in the eighties apart from the government and businesses. I remember when there was a big stink about "we gotta start locking our doors now how am I supposed to remember that every time I leave the house." People didn't lock the doors when they were home until at LEAST the mid-aughts, a lot of people STILL don't. "Oh we can't get into so-and-so's house/car because we don't have the keys!" You do not need the keys, just open the door. "I'm alarmed because I went over to so-and-so's house and their front door was unlocked so I instantly knew something was wrong." It would be much weirder if it was locked. If I showed up at my friend's house and the door was locked I would immediately assume something was wrong. If I lived in a town regularly invaded by monsters and patrolled by mobs of government agents/Russian spies/jocks with guns, I would assume my friend was currently being hunted.
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hey bud, you got a little somethin on your... uh... off of your.... um... hm.
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My parents: Hey, so we're going to one of our friends' places, and your sibling is out with friends too. So you're basically home alone.. Just make sure the door is locked and don't set the house on fire. Bye.
Me: *hears the front door lock clicking in place*
Me: *Slowly comes out of my room, looks around, looks out through the window to make sure that my parents have left*
Me: *sighs* Haa... Finally home alone!!
Me: *Goes around the house closing windows and curtains, turning off the lights and making sure the front and back doors are closed*
Me: "Now I can do whatever I want!!" *smiles mischievously*
Me: *Starts the TV and turns the volume up to maximum*
Me: *Watches YouTube videos on Laptop without Headphones*
Me: *Listens to music on speakers*
Me: *Simultaneously does karaoke in the worst high pitched voice possible*
Me: *Dances in the living room knowing that I can't dance*
Me: *Takes a comb and pretends to sing rock music on the stage in a wild concert*
Me: *Rolls around the house while sitting backwards in a moving chair* "I'm a superhero!! Fear me bitches!!"
Me: "Goes near the mirror and screams* "It's disgusting to be related to you!!"
Me: *Tries to recreate viral dance videos on the internet and runs out of breath without being successful*
Me: *Pretends to be playing guitar jumping on one leg while vigorously moving head up and down along with mimicking guitar sound* "Na na naa naa!! Na na naa naa naa!! "
Me: *Finishes all the snacks present in the kitchen and searches for more*
Me: *Lies on the floor and moves my limbs around pretending playing in the snow*
Me: *Moves around doing a couple dance with an old shirt and pretending to be the main character of a romantic movie while lovingly staring at the shirt as if it's my lover"
Me: *Jumps from the sofa and climbs onto another counter while yelling* "The floor's lava!!!"
Me: *Does somersaults on the floor while yelling* "Cannonball !! "
Me: *Takes a tour of siblings room* "How does this asshole have so many of my things hidden away!?"
Me: *Plays football with the cushions from siblings room*
Me: *Hides random things from various rooms in the house to save for later use*
Me: "One last song then I'll go in my room and pretend to be laying around.. It's around time they come home anyway.. "
*Hears the door open just as the song's about to come to an end*
*Slowly turns around to see my sibling standing in the door, looking at me with wide eyes*
Me:
Sibling:
*Sibling slowly turns around, closes the door, slowly moves towards me.. *
Me:
Sibling:
Me:
Sibling: "... Can I... join you?"
Me:
Sibling: "Pretty please??"
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greenmenace · 1 year
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GUESS WHO'S BACK!
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msnihilist · 3 months
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Sorry, but Phineas and Ferb going to college as adults is soooo fake. 1) What the fuck is college gonna teach them? 2) They're both WAY too restless to study for four years or more for ONE degree. They spent a single afternoon building to the MOON. FOUR YEARS might as well be an ETERNITY. Spending that in SCHOOL?? WASTE OF TIME.
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honeyvenommusic · 2 months
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❗️NEWGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSANIMALSGLASSAN-
#glass animals#honestly i wore out dreamland sm my brain took a lonnng break from expecting anything from them?? idk i’m just huh????#like….. when i say wore out#i cannot describe how much i listened to it#i usually have some vague idea even if it’s a ridiculous number#like 52 times in a month for an album or something (has happened)#i cannot recall w this#gonna say bc 2020 & they were Literally the last band i saw live. next morning everyone found out about everything annd lockdown. no joke#so it was big dreamland time when it dropped and revisiting their past albums when i broke out of its spell lmao#(pretty sure before that like january was when i listened to déjà vu 100+ times in a row tho so oop. it was a tough day lol)#anyway seeing this aww man. i really have had this band with me for a long long time. 🥹 i remember hearing gooey on the radio one night#driving home from work late @ night in 2014. the drive was so short i couldn’t be arsed to fish out my ipod & plug it in#sometimes so just popped on a good station i had preset. started the car and heard this *voice* and i was like who????#had to check the station bc it was an alt station and i thought i had it on another one which was fine i was just v confused#it was in the middle of the song & i was immediately anxious to know the name hoping i’d hear it & it wouldn't just flow into the next song#then the dj would pile the names together after x number of songs played bc i was tiired (but woulda stayed in the car ngl). got lucky &#ran inside to find it then yelled at my roommate the next day that she HAD to listen to it during a smoke session after work#(i was right & it blew her miiind)#god. what a fucking time. what a fucking band. idk what the disc horse is surrounding them now since they blew up via tiktok#i’m sure people are v quick to say they’re overrated bc of that but idk & i’m glad i don’t know. they’ll always be this#highly inventive incredible band i stumbled upon for the perfect night drive home after a long long shift#a band that came back from a Horrible accident that should have ended 1 of their lives & somehow didn’t & should have ended them#as a band (like still cannot believe Joe was drumming in 2020 & i saw it with my own eyes like how tf???!?)#a band deserving of all of its successes. glass animals forever
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steakout-05 · 5 months
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oh my poor sick little man..... he has a bad fever :(
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i've always had a soft spot for sickfics and i like seeing strong characters get taken care of by the ones who love them most :) craig is making him chicken noodle soup in the kitchen, barry's favourite meal to have whenever he's not feeling well.
bonus: earlier version with ripped sleeves
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i liked the thought of him being all snug in the only piece of clothing he hasn't ripped so i drew the sleeves of his jammies because it was cuter :)
#barry steakfries#jetpack joyride#why does tumblr always compress my drawings grrrgrr#he is sikc :(#i feel like if barry got sick he'd be the type of guy to be like ''what! i'm not sick no waayyy haha''#and then die of a coughing fit immediately after#he'd be very grumpy about not being able to go jetpacking and having to stay at home all day#he'd be like ''what happened to watching cartoons when i was home sick!? this is so BORING''#and craig would be like ''there there its ok you'll live. go to bed barry''#also i love how barry canonically has homely cute flower blankets on his bed#i like to think he's kinda embarrassed by them because he always calls his home his 'secret hideout'#and always talks about how cool it is and whatnot and then you walk inside and it's just. comfy.#only craig knows about the cosier bits of his home he's too prideful to tell anyone else#craig thinks it's nice :)#wait tumblr fucking deleted the other tags i wrote goddamnit#barry would be like ''i'm not THAT sick! i don't need to be pampered! i'm a man i can do it!''#and then when craig drags him home he's like ''ehh... i'm dying craig..... craig tuck me in.....''#he's stubborn but he's a big softie :)#i like to think he doesn't like to ask for help because he feels like it's weak#but at the same time he knows he really needs help because he feels really sick#he may complain a lot and act all fussy but he doesn't resist to craig taking care of him#cause he knows he's gotta let his guard down every once in a while + he's too tired to do it#he's too proud to admit it but he likes being taken care of by craig every now and then :)#ahh how i love stubborn characters who just wanna be held...
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belethlegwen · 4 months
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The Rescue - Chp 54 - That Dark Old Friend [+ Life Update]
Hey there everyone!
So sorry about the delay in updates since the Christmas season, there's a lot of shit to blame for it and I'll get into it in more detail, but in short this was a wildly busy Christmas season where I had 0 time to write between work and family stuff from like, November-end of December, and then a whole lot of house shit started happening and I've been unbelievably stressed since just before New Years.
Longer details and stuff below the cut for people who are interested, but in short the important details are:
Updates to works on AO3 may be at random times with long delays between for the coming year. Can't be sure, but for now that's how things are looking while I have way too much shit going on IRL.
Please enjoy this little chapter for now, and if you're up for a long winding journey about why it felt like all of my hair has been falling out for two weeks, meet me below <3
So the Christmas season at my job was wildly busy, on top of that there's some issues going on there between the business owner I rent space from and the person who owns the building. It's a mess, for a while it looked like/still kinda looks like we're going to have some major issues with the lot clearing what with winter being a major issue where I live in the Frozen Nor'Atlantic. That was all bad enough.
I had been told back in the fall by my landlord, who I've been renting from for 10 years now, that her mortgage was up for renewal in January and that it looked like it was going to go up a hot amount. Rates are super fucking high in Canada right now, shit's bad, the mortgage specialist at the bank I was talking to yesterday said that it's bad enough they legitimately expect the government to be stepping in soon to do something about it before it's a crisis (or more of a crisis because personally, it's already a fucking crisis and has been, but I digress). She warned me the rent was going to have to go up, I told her I expected it, I knew it was going to happen, she's been amazing to me for 10 years, if it's gotta go up it's gotta go up, I get it.
This past fall is when my partner Zip came to visit for 6 weeks and we got engaged, and when we started to plan to move them up here so we could start immigration and the like, which we were aiming to do for the beginning of this summer.
So as we're gearing up to New Year's and everything, I am expecting to deal with the start of immigration application readying, and expecting rent to increase. December 27th, I got a message from the landlord that uh, someone wants to buy the house (as an investment property and keep the renters) and despite her best efforts to try and bounce around and get a lower mortgage rate, it didn't work out and she's going to have to sell either way. So we suddenly had to get the house ready to be listed and viewed.
Viewings were fucking hell, by the way. While priority for accepting the offer was going to someone who wanted to take the property over and keep the renters in place, Real Estate agents just want the fucking sale, so being in my home while people are wandering around it scaring my cats and talking about how my bedroom was going to be the kid's room and my office was going to be turned into something else? Shit time, don't recommend. Not to mention the agents that were showing up half-hour not just away of their own scheduled appointment but a half hour outside of when viewings were actually permitted to happen.
I'm glad we have such high paying careers available for people who are, apparently, fucking illiterate, but I was getting extremely rude to agents and their desperation for a sale by the end of it. Someone tried to show up yesterday after a offer was accepted literally the night before and we sent them packing fine enough, but now anytime the rain hits the gutters too hard I think someone is walking into my home so that's fun.
We have signs all over the house about keeping doors closed to keep the cats inside, including one on the back door (where it isn't an enclosed porch) that says in extremely large lettering Access To Patio From Outside ONLY, and there were still at least two agents that opened the back door, so. Nightmares all around.
An offering has been accepted, the person who is hopefully going to buy wants to keep us as tenants, and I'm locked in a lease until later this year anyway. Things are at least, as of yesterday when I got the confirmation that an offer was in that stage, stable now that I didn't throw up this morning. Hooray! It's been hell. I can not stress enough that this has been hell.
It still leaves the later part of the year up in the air a lot, because new landlord may still want us out at the end of the lease of whathaveyou, and between now and then I am flying down to America to drive across that wild country with a car full of stuff to move my fiancee here, then we gonna get immigration rolling and the employment switchover and everything else. My Dad has been a massive rock for me during this time in terms of trying to keep me level, and as he says: "this is all just one-step-at-a-time things. You're just keeping ducks in a row".
And as I keep saying: "Yeah but I've got a lot of fuckin' ducks, man."
So that's the kind of thing that's in the air right now for me. Lots and lots of stuff going on. I'm still picking away at writing but to make things easier on myself, I'm going to not stress about any kind of schedule or the like right now and just play with whatever flows come when I have them and have the time/ability to focus on them in the few quiet moments I have between all of the other stuff.
Much love to all of you, thank you all again as always for the wonderful comments you've all left, the kudos, the people who reached out, all of it. You're wonderful <3
Take care of yourselves out there,
~ Belle
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abasketofnothing · 1 year
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Putting up christmas decorations with cats makes me think about how insufferable it must be for the ministry to put up anything with the ghouls running around
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*staring very intensely at the neighborhood* what do you look like when you're not a simplified website map
#buzzing with worldbuilding questions tonight#because seriously - what does it look like?#are there more trees than are shown on the site?#what kind of decorations are there? are there fences? how much space is between the houses? are there any Locations?#do the neighbors have set yards or is it unbroken open space with unspoken boundaries?#what is the path made of? chalk doodles are shown on it so it cant be dirt#is it brick? stone? concrete? if any what kind?#we know that frank has a little garden so do the other neighbors have their own Areas?#how big is the neighborhood? how long would it take to walk a full circuit?#how far are the houses from the path?#do the houses (excluding Home) have paths leading to them?#and what do the insides of the stores/houses look like?#welcome home#welcome home puppet show#why do only barnaby & poppy & frank & sally have second floors#while julie & wally only have one?#the bodega and the post office obviously only have one because theyre Stores but why julie and wally?#and then like... how does weather work and lighting?#its a set so the sky is probably Nonexistent (do the neighbors ever notice?)#so is there specific lighting that changes to portray the passage of time? do shadows change?#what do the other sides of the buildings look like?#I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS#my need to know everything down to the tiny details is killing me right now#i want to See It. wally darling if youre reading this beam me into your digital puppet world so that i can look around and Know#what do the inside of the buildings look like. how does everyone decorate. i feel insane#what kind of plants are around. we know there are trees/bushes/flowering bushes/several kinds of flowers#oh and how Big are the buildings? the houses?#and the pressing question: CAN BARNABY & POPPY & HOWDY FIT THROUGH HOME'S FRONT DOOR#also why do only home & barnabys house have chimneys? unless that heart thing on julie's roof is a chimney then why them? for symmetry?#also what is on frank's roof. at first i thought chimney But That's Not A Chimney. What Is It. i genuinely have no fucking clue
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dylanconrique · 4 months
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i've had a dozen wip ideas run through my head since those pics dropped, but the one i'm most hung up on is tim buying lucy a stuffed goat he spots in the hospital gift shop window that she name's "jerald jr" and now i really can't wait to get off work to start writing it. 🥺💕
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parasitic-saint · 4 months
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i dreamt i met laura jane grace and she complimented my goth makeup
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heavenknowsffs · 5 months
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my phone gets drunk at least once a month (gets drenched in beer by accident and stops working for 1 to 2 days) which is incresibly inconvenient but also nice because i can disconnect from social media for a whole ass day!
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ballaird · 5 months
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something about the emily brontë line “the hidden ghost that has a home in me” and lucy gray saying “we’ve already got enough ghosts between the two of us” and her being referred in the epilogue by coriolanus as a “poor ghost girl singing away with her birds.”
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